The villainous sunset left me cold,
clad as I was in melancholy.
She slipped beyond the horizon.
To wed the West.
To explore the other side.
To bring her heat,
her fire,
to someone new.
I was always aware of her wanderings.
Her compulsion to stray.
And yet I had hoped to be the one
to break this cycle.
Even now I can not abandon this hope,
as she has abandoned me.
I turn around.
Face the East.
And pray that she'll return.
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